first you ps me in any and every way. you dont inform when you're not going to lect and you've planned it with her the day before. you dont share anything, you dont ask. of coz you dont feel ps-ed cause you're the one ps-ing. then, you say i bo chup when you all compromise. when did you all compromise in the first place? by leaving me out in every single thing is compromising? then, now, you dont even help to get my notes. in the first place, when irene ask you, you said my lect notes were with you. and then when class end and i ask again, you say you never take my notes. so please explain what you mean.
then, you say i dont voice out what i'm thinking. if i voice anything out, do you think there'll be a change in anything? i dont say out cause if i say anything right in your face, we'll sure go into a quarrel. but well, everyone sides u all. so whatever i say doesnt matter.
have you even thought of why i dont talk? because i simply get cut off, or worse, get shut off.
of cause you can be cheery everyday. you have a perfectly close family. you can talk to your mom or dad or your siblings bout stuff. but i dont have a perfect family. i need to worry bout school fees and stuffs. i dont have my mom to talk to. i dont have my mom to go out with. i cant talk to my dad or sis since they're so busy.
and i seriously hate back stabbers/liars or whatever you call them. firsly you tell me go balcony cause your sis say it was nice. and when i tell you i went balcony, you tell me eee balcony nice meh? aint you such a liar? then, another time, you left the lect cause you say you were hungry. and then, you told the others you left the lect because i didnt talk to you. wth is wrong with you. i did talk to you but all you did was read the stupid book. and now you turn around accusing me? fuck off bitch.
i wrote all this in my blog not to offend. but to let you know how i feel. but obviously you dont take it the same way i do. my blog is somewhere to voice out my thoughts cause i did get a chance to voice it out. so rebut me if you want to.
i'm so deprived of mommy's love. bahs. i think i'm seriously sick. sick of being sick, sick of thyroids, sick of the things you do, sick of my life.when i see lim soo kim, i think of my dad and the past every time. sometimes i just want a happy. i rather be poor and have my mom and dad with me, than having friends in their place. cause no matter what friends might betray and backstab you.
you are such a sucker.
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